Page 72 of Poseidon's Trident
“Be good?” I lift my head and narrow my eyes at him.
“Hush.” He sits back on his heels and tugs at my pants. “You’re not being good right now.”
“You’re being a cocky smirking asshole right now who needs to fuck me already,” I roar.
“Do you want our friends to hear you?” He clamps his hand over my mouth. “Adrian, I’m not worried about. The fucker sees everything, but what about the others, hmm?”
“You say you’re going to make me scream anyway so what does it matter?” I gnash my teeth at him.
“Yes, I am going to make you scream for me.” He lifts my leg over his shoulder.
“Promises, promises,” I parrot Raven’s words from before.
All trace of humor is wiped from my face as Jayden stares down at me and his shadows slink down my belly to my center. A phantom tongue laps at my core. Jayden smirks and licks his lips as if he can taste me on the shadows. My back arches as something thrusts inside me hard and fast. A whimper explodes from my lips.
“You were saying, baby,” Jayden says.
“Fuck, Jayden,” I groan.
My hands fist in the sheets above my head, still immobilized so I can do nothing but take the assault. More shadows writhe, nipping and sucking at my breasts as Jayden leans forward, kissing me hard.
“I love seeing you like this, writhing beneath the touch of my shadows, helpless to do anything but feel.” He nips my bottom lip as his shadows torture my body.
Tingles race down my spine as the beginnings of an orgasm build but Jayden backs off. “What?”
“You didn’t think I would let you come so easily after your sassy mouth, did you?” Jayden chuckles.
“Quit teasing me,” I growl.
“Make me.” He sits back on his heels.
My leg is still propped over his shoulder but as I attempt to move it to kick him in the chest, he wraps his arm around it, pinning it down. Fuck. He really is in complete control and I’m helpless to do anything but take the torture.
“Jayden, I need you,” I whine.
His shadows slither idly over my skin, caressing every inch of me. It’s maddening. Jayden grips my thigh, staring down at my body where the shadows are slithering over me, touching me everywhere but where I need them most. He trails his fingers down my inner thigh as something presses inside me so deep it hits the spot that has all thought fleeing my mind.
My head thrashes as his shadow sucks my clit again. My whole body shakes with the force of it but just before I can fall over the cliff, everything stops again. A frustrated growl escapes as I come back down and my thighs clench on nothing.
“What the fuck, Jayden?” I glare at him, tears burning the backs of my eyes.
“You scared the hell out of me today. It was fucking torture not being able to help you. Now I’m going to enjoy torturing you the best way I know how.” He nips my inner thigh and licks it to soothe the sting.
The bite of pain mixes with the fleeting pleasure and I groan. He’s going to fucking kill me if he doesn’t let me come soon, but from the look in his glowing blue eyes, that’s not happening anytime soon.
“I didn’t mean to scare you. We were in battle, Jayden. Shit happens in battle.” I shake my head.
If only my hands weren’t bound in shadows, I’d reach for him and pull him closer. I need him like I need air, but he’s just sitting there, staring down at me. Is he replaying the battle and the aftermath in his mind? What is he thinking? I’m desperate to touch him and as I tug at my wrists again, a frustrated groan escapes.
Jayden drops my leg to the bed and with one hand, he rips his shirt over his head, his toned tan chest on full display. I lick my lips as I squirm at the sight of him. He’s gorgeous and completely mine.
Jayden leans over me, his face so close to mine I can reach up and press my lips to his. “It doesn’t always have to be you who runs headfirst into battle like that.”
“It does, though, Jayden. It has to be me. The monsters are after me. I don’t know why but this all started because of me, and I won’t let one of you die because of me.” I lean up, kissing him hard, but he pulls away much too quickly for my liking.
“Fine,” he says and grins before standing up from the bed.
“Where are you going?” I ask and tug at the shadows again.
